All the demon cultivators were huddled together to keep warm, and they were all heading in a certain direction, as if they were going to invite a certain big shot to come out and take charge of the overall situation.

During this time, only a few people remained motionless, and until everyone was gone, they still stood there.

The leader was a handsome young man wearing silver armor and holding a spear. He was staring thoughtfully at the continuously rotating formation, with shock and worry in his eyes sometimes.

At this time, a wretched man suddenly stepped forward and asked: "City Lord! What should we do? Why don't we join them and ask that senior to come out of seclusion?"

Huanghentian glanced at him: "So many people have gone, and I am not missing one!"

As he spoke, he sighed again: "The Feng family robbed him of his territory. Although I knew he would turn Seventy-Two Mountains upside down, I didn't expect that he would have such means. It's just that this guy is really

He acts recklessly, isn't he afraid of attracting the suppression of the ancestor of Tribulation? Tsk, maybe this is the biggest difference between him and me..."

Huanghentian is not a master who is afraid of trouble.

When he first arrived at Zhenmoyuan, he had no backing, no troops, and only relied on one man and one gun to achieve great fame.

However, like most geniuses in this world, no matter how arrogant and arrogant he is, he always follows rules and regulations when doing things and always considers the consequences.

But Feng Wuchen is different.

Every move he makes always makes onlookers jump with anxiety.

No matter how good-tempered a person is, he will often say: How could this be so?

However, this guy seems to have some kind of great luck. No matter how big the disaster is, he can always resolve it with ease every time.

At this time, the wretched man stepped forward again: "City Lord, do you think this kid is stupid? He has such a terrifying formation. If he uses it to rob more than a dozen mountains, I'm afraid no one will be able to do anything to him, but

He has such a huge appetite and is not afraid of dying from it?"

But I heard Huang Hentian chuckle: "Strong to death? If it were anyone else, he would indeed be strangled to death, but it happened to be him. I am a little curious, does he have any back-ups? That's all... These things are not

It's time for me to figure it out, go back to Huangcheng and let things ferment for a while!"

"..."

Somewhere in the void tens of thousands of miles away from the Zhenmo Abyss, there are several gorgeous palaces floating.

In one of them.

An old man with a long beard and white beard is sitting upright in the palace, with his hands clasped together and his eyes closed to meditate.

Although the old man is already in decline, his whole body exudes a natural aura of returning to nature. Every inch of his skin and flesh contains extremely powerful vitality. Every move he makes can cause the aura around him to change continuously.

In front of the old man, a middle-aged man with a Chinese character in Chinese clothes was bending down to report something.

"White clothes won the first battle, stood out among the juniors of each family, and captured twelve mountains in one fell swoop! Three of them were given to the Ling family, one as a gift, the second as a favor, and the third as a gift to the incompetent thirteenth brother.

My son resolves the grudges!"

Hearing this, the old man suddenly opened his eyes.

The moment he raised his eyelids, there were actually a few stars twinkling in front of his eyes.

"good!"

It's just a good word, but it makes the middle-aged man feel happy immediately.

The old man opened his eyes and looked at the middle-aged man for a moment, then suddenly said: "Teng Yun! How long have you been cultivating the eighth-turn Dharma?"

The middle-aged man replied respectfully: "It has been more than eighty years."

"Eighty years..." The old man murmured and nodded: "But it's almost the same."

More... When the creation here is over, the candidate for the heir apparent will be determined, so prepare yourself to enter the Sea of ​​Nothingness!"

After hearing this, Feng Tengyun suddenly showed joy.

"My grandson understands!"

The Sea of ​​Nothingness is a holy place in the Holy Realm, a place where people can make a breakthrough and take a crucial step to achieve the nine-turn Dharma.

The head of the Feng Family will change every few hundred years. The day the new head takes office is the day the previous head steps into the Sea of ​​Nothingness.

The Sea of ​​Nothingness is full of mystery and terror. Although in the past tens of thousands of years, only one out of ten people has successfully walked out of the Sea of ​​Nothingness, the desire for it by the strong men in the Sanctuary is still unquenchable!

This is their destiny and their lifelong pursuit!

"Also...since the Ling family has relented, let's bring that child back as soon as possible! After all, we are a family. He can chase here from the lower planes step by step. No matter how talented he is, at least he has luck.

Train him well so that he can assist Bai Yi when he becomes the head of the family in the future."

"I understand! After all, it's the blood of the Thirteenth Brother. I can't let them wipe out the rest, and most of his things are on his body..."

However, as soon as Feng Tengyun finished speaking, suddenly, there was a noise outside the palace.

"Father... Ancestor! You... you take action quickly! That evil obstacle is going to rebel!"

After hearing this voice, the two of them were stunned at the same time.

"Go out and have a look!"

Feng Tengyun just arrived in front of the door.

"Plop!"

Then he saw Feng Baiyi kneeling directly in front of him, his eyes bloodshot.

"What's going on!" Feng Tengyun's tone was quite angry: "What has made you so anxious? How can I trust you to leave the Feng family in your hands if there is no structure? Get up and speak slowly.

…”

Feng Baiyi then stood up: "Father, forgive me! That Feng Wuchen wanted to establish his own business and wanted to seize the top of the Feng family mountain. I didn't allow it, so he got a Tao formation from nowhere and surrounded the seventy-two mountains.

Woke up!"

Feng Tengyun's pupils suddenly twitched, and he was no longer as calm as before.

"What did you say? Is it possible that the territory of my Feng family has been lost?"

"It's not just the Feng Family! It's the entire Seventy-Two Mountains! That formation is so powerful that after it was deployed, all the monks in the Seventy-Two Mountains, regardless of their level of cultivation, were driven out by him!"

"..."

At that moment, Feng Tengyun's expression froze, as if he had been struck by a bolt from the blue.

After a moment, his reaction was even greater than Feng Baiyi's, and he suddenly turned around.

"Ancestor! Oh no! Something happened! Something happened!"

However, the ancestor of the Feng family who was in the house had already heard clearly the conversation between the two of them.

As soon as Feng Tengyun entered the house, he saw that the wall had been forcibly broken, and the figure of the Feng family ancestor had disappeared. However, in the vast void, a slightly excited voice came: "I'll go first."

Go to Zhenmo Abyss, follow us quickly!"

Feng Tengyun's expression stagnated for a moment, but he immediately reacted: "The power of the stone tablet cannot suppress the cause and effect of the Tribulation Period. How could the ancestor be so impulsive! If he has any shortcomings, the Feng family will be in danger... Send the order quickly,

All monks in the Feng family who are at the Yuan Shen realm and above should go to Mount Seventy-Two immediately!"

After giving the order, he turned into a stream of light and flew out of the hole in the stone room.

"How can this little bastard... be the same as his life-hungry father? How will it end now!" The demon cultivators huddled together to keep warm, and they were all heading in a certain direction, as if they were going to invite some important person out of seclusion.

Take charge of the overall situation.

During this time, only a few people remained motionless, and until everyone was gone, they still stood there.

The leader was a handsome young man wearing silver armor and holding a spear. He was staring thoughtfully at the continuously rotating formation, with shock and worry in his eyes sometimes.

At this time, a wretched man suddenly stepped forward and asked: "City Lord! What should we do? Why don't we join them and ask that senior to come out of seclusion?"

Huanghentian glanced at him: "So many people have gone, and I am not missing one!"

As he spoke, he sighed again: "The Feng family robbed him of his territory. Although I knew he would turn Seventy-Two Mountains upside down, I didn't expect that he would have such means. It's just that this guy is really

He acts recklessly, isn't he afraid of attracting the suppression of the ancestor of Tribulation? Tsk, maybe this is the biggest difference between him and me..."

Huanghentian is not a master who is afraid of trouble.

When he first arrived at Zhenmoyuan, he had no backing, no troops, and only relied on one man and one gun to achieve great fame.

However, like most geniuses in this world, no matter how arrogant and arrogant he is, he always follows rules and regulations when doing things and always considers the consequences.

But Feng Wuchen is different.

Every move he makes always makes onlookers jump with anxiety.

No matter how good-tempered a person is, he will often say: How could this be so?

However, this guy seems to have some kind of great luck. No matter how big the disaster is, he can always resolve it with ease every time.

At this time, the wretched man stepped forward again: "City Lord, do you think this kid is stupid? He has such a terrifying formation. If he uses it to rob more than a dozen mountains, I'm afraid no one will be able to do anything to him, but

He has such a huge appetite and is not afraid of dying from it?"

But I heard Huang Hentian chuckle: "Strong to death? If it were anyone else, he would indeed be strangled to death, but it happened to be him. I am a little curious, does he have any back-ups? That's all... These things are not

It's time for me to figure it out, go back to Huangcheng and let things ferment for a while!"

"..."

Somewhere in the void tens of thousands of miles away from the Zhenmo Abyss, there are several gorgeous palaces floating.
To be continued...